Real Magic

Light streams in from windows above,
shines on His kids like fingers.
Playing at trains, running,
hunting, they search for joy.

Above, within, beyond,
something greater is there,
a presence, truth,
flooding in like the sun.

The Father’s hands opened,
a miracle beyond time.
Stretched out through blood and glory,
streams of water bursting wide.

Magic: to influence,
to have supernatural power.

Magic: to love beyond understanding,
to sacrifice one for all.

Running through the station,
His children take his hand.
Playing at trains and magic,
they take His love outside.

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